They were locked! Lily's mind raced. They were really locked—with the chain on them! Not just any chain: the very thick nipple chain she'd bough... precisely because they would be so difficult to cut through or otherwise take off. As she stared, she realized something else, as well. The chain wasn't left to dangle loosely. She'd threaded it through a loop in her collar first.?Oh God,? she murmured.?Just think, little girl,? Mandy said, holding the third and final lock in front of her. . I was first aware of it when I was about 11 or 12 when my tits started growing and he would always put his hands on my waist that little bit too long, or stare at my tits and bum if I was wearing shorts and a top with no bra on. I never really cared because as a teenager, you like the attention. We as a family were also very liberal, so I would walk around topless and sun bathe topless as a teenager and no one would be bothered by it.It was around 2 weeks before my 16th birthday when he said. She took her whip, locked the door behind him and had him begging on the floor in a matter of minutes.Truth to be told, he wasn’t expecting to be held hostage the whole weekend – he anticipated a nice Friday evening ass worship, maybe a sleepover and a nice breakfast, but whole weekend? He was in for one hell of a ride, and he almost came right there and then, still in his business suit, at the very thought of being locked and instructed to beg for her attention for more than two days.They. ..Cracccccckkkkk” ‘Please stop give me a breather, ‘ She started to rub her backside ‘Yes give her a breather Peter’ said Anne “I did not ask for your input Anne, bend over where you stand. Anne did as asked and I landed 3 hard swats of the cane across her backside, yes she had her trousers on but they offered little protection from the cane. “ Wooooosh ......Cracccccckkkkk” “ Wooooosh.